Chapter 28

Yns pov:
Im hunched over the workspace that ive claimed as my own, tony practically pushed me out of his chair when i tried to touch some of his projects. So instead he cleared off a desk for me next to petes. Pete. I forgot stark was working on something with him, stark completely dismissed him to work with me. Is pete right? Am i an attention seeker? Is this why hes been so standoffish?

I rub my eyes, trying to wake up a little as the day fades quickly into night. All i want is yelena but i need to figure out this last element first. I havemt been able to stop since i got the idea. This is how it goes, i think of something and i cant stop until its mostly finished. I roll my neck, trying to get rid of the stiff knots forming. Thats when a warm hand teases the knot in my neck as a cup of coffee is placed next to me. I glance up, the pressure of my foggy mind loosening at the sight of her. “Tony told me you were down here, i thought id bring you a peace offering and an apology.” She sits down on a small space on the desk that isnt covered with ideas for my project. My eyes trail over her, completely forgetting about what happened before. Its impossible for me to stay mad at her when all i want to do is kiss her. “You were right. I was confusing my anger towards wanda for fear for you and it impacted your training. But i also dont like to see you get hurt. She pushed a little too far.”

I just sigh, standing up and positioning myself between her thighs as i tilt her chin up and lean in for a kiss. Its slow and gentle in a way that tells her how much i just want her here. “She did, but thats how training works. I feel more me now. I can actually see an end where i can control this.” I rest my hands on her thighs, seeing the light blush spread up her cheeks. “When i heard your voice and i used my powers, it felt like i was always meant to have them, like i was supposed to have them to do what ive always tried to do. Protect the people i care about.”

A small smile spreads across her face as her hands settle on my waist. “Wow and i thought i was going soft.” I chuckle and shake my head as the deep tension wavers, turning into something infinitely lighter. “Does this mean you forgive me?”

I nod and lean in to kiss her, but just as our lips close the gap and i feel like i can breathe again, someone clears their throat. I pull away, rolling my eyes as i turn to see tony stood there awkwardly. “As cute as you guys are, id prefer it if you didnt have sex in my lab.”

I scoff, moving away from lena, stretching my back. “We were just kissing tony god, not every kiss leads to sex.”

“Maybe not in your relationship.” He mumbles it as he sits down at his desk like nothing happened. I drop back down in my chair, taking a moment to just look at the progress ive made.

“What are you making?” She slides off my desk, her hand moving to my back, massaging it lightly as she looks over my shoulder at the metal parts.

“A hoverboard.” I pick up the small metal piece that ive been working on for the last hour. Its so miniscule that im using tonys special magnifying glass that costs about a grand.

“Thats a very small hoverboard.” I snort a laugh, the exhaustion clearly getting to me if i find that joke funny. I stand up, my fingers loosely intertwining with hers in a way that feels like they were always meant to fit there. I lead her across the room over to one of tonys billionaire machines as I pull up the 3d hologram on the square table, of what i want to make.

“This is what im making, that is just a very finicky piece that has to be stable enough to limit the power of the arc reactor tech and stop it from falling out of the sky. I also have to make sure its not explosive so that if i crash, it wont explode with me on it.” She just stares at it intensely, im not even sure she heard a word i just said as she stares at the hologram, poking and prodding.

Just as she goes to touch it again, tony smacks her hand away, giving her an incredulous look. “Dont touch, you arent qualified to use it.” I smirk, trying to hold in my laugh as she death stares me.

“Dont worry stark, im not going to break your little toys if i touch them.” She leans on something trying to act casual when it falls, splitting in two. Tonys face nearly turns purple as he glares at her with his mouth parted widly. “That was an exception. You should really tidy this place up.” He doesnt say anything he just firmly points towards my desk. I chuckle quietly, my shoulders shaking as i try to suppress my laughter.

“Maybe you shouldnt touch anything on my work station.” I drop back down in my chair as my eyes settle on her with a newfound energy. I lift the cup of coffee to my lips taking a large sip before placing it back down on a blueprint, a ring of coffee left on the paper.

“What? But i like watching you work, its cute watching you all focused and smart.” Wow, some really technical words there. I stand up abruptly moving over to the only spare desk in the room – its the junk desk where pete and tony shove unfinished projects that theyre bored of or need a break from. I pull out the chair, rolling it over to the opposite side of my desk, so shes facing me.

“I suppose if youre gonna stay, you should have a designated seat to be comfy in. You can be the staple of my workspace.” Her eyes light up as she sits down, immediately snooping through tubs of parts and plans that litter the table. “Most people have photos of their family, but i have you, which is infinitely better.”

“Photoframes dont break things.” Tonys not so quiet snide remark makes yelena throw a screw at his head with deadly accuracy. He rubs the spot where it hit him as he turns around to glare at her. “Okay that was strike 2, one more and youre banned for a week.” She crosses her arms, spinning her chair so that the back of it is to him.

I chuckle as i move the scope of the magnifying glass back over my work, using tiny tools to fit various screws and metal pieces into place. Think about how much tech the arc reactor has, and this has that much, but fit into a key sizee metal bar. It will fit just inside the circle part of each side to regulate the power distribution and ensure it adjusts based on how i fly. “How long do you think you’ll be working on this for?”

I huff an exasperated chuckle, glancing at the busy early stages of the project. “At least a month. Then i have to learn how to use it.” She reaches across the desk, guiding my hands to place the metal piece on the table so she can hold my hand.

“So im losing you for a whole month?” She draws circles in my palm before lightly tracing her finger up my arm. Its a small simple movement but that mixed with her words is driving me insane.

“You arent losing me at all, but while you guys are on missions and doing various other things, ill be here.” She stands up, moving around the desk, leaning against it as she pushes my chair back slightly.

“Well its night, the only ones still working are you, tony and nat. I think that means its time for bed.” She extends her hand while i glance from her deep emerald eyes to her hand and back. I place my hand firmly in hers and i turn off the lamp illuminating my work station. It feels mundane but incredibly human when she pulls me towards my room. Its exactly what i need right now. When im with her, we arent two avengers, we’re just two ordinary people in love.

The moment i shut the door behind us, she pushes me so my back hits the door, kissing me like shes been wanting to do it all day. Her hands trail up my waist, pulling me closer and i push her backwards towards my bed. She sits on my bed as i straddle her, never breaking the kiss. Just as i lower my weight on her, my hip locks and i push off, standing up as my hand clamps around my hip. “Crap! My hip locked again. Sorry.” She gets up, pulling me towards the bed. I lay down and she sits on her knees on the bed, leaning over me, between my thighs. She pulls my shirt off over my head, her eyes trailing down my body, watching the bandages that bind my ribs. I reach out, lifting her chin so her eyes meet mine, making everything else disappear. “Dont look at that lena.” Her jaw tenses slightly and i start to lift her shirt. She starts to pull my sweatpants down when someone knocks on the door. Yelena breaks the kiss and i groan, frustrated. “Go away!”

“Yn? Can we talk?” Dammit peter, why now? I sigh and tap lenas arm so she knows to move off of me. I quickly pull my shirt back on as i head over to the door.

Just as my fingers graize the door knob i turn around, my eyes dragging over her so slowly that when i reach her face, its completely red. “Dont move. At all. Ill make this quick.” I duck out of the room before she can respond and quickly close it behind me. “You have 5 minutes, make it quick.”

He scoffs and rolls his eyes, his tone of voice more annoyed than apologetic. “Im sorry for what i said. I was drunk.”

“So was i and i never said anything like that. I also have never given such a terrible apology. Is someone forcing you to apologise?” He avoids eye contact, just shuffling on his feet as he gives me a distasteful look. What is going on with him lately? One minute he cares and hes that lovely little kid that i raised, the next mimute hes this shallow, horrid human being that i dont recognise. I just want my brother back. “If you dont want to apologise off your own merit, then i dont want an apology.”

“God youre so stubborn! Just swallow that parker pride and accept the damn apology!” Parker pride? Is he serious right now? If anyone is struggling with the parker pride, its him.

“Where did i fail you pete? How did i go so wrong when i was trying to protect you?” He looks at me with murder in his eyes. Ive seen that look one too many times in our father. This is where things normally turn lethal.

“You did nothing to protect me! You kept me in the dark, but i still lived through it! I still had to phone tony stark to come and help me pick up your cold body from the floor after he beat the living crap out of you! You pretend im this little defenceless kid, but ive lived through just as much as you have!” He spits his words at me. He steps into my space just as our father did. He looms closer, his fists clenching. How did i go so wrong? How did i push him to be just like david? His fist thrusts painfully into my face, leaving a mark under his lethal touch. Something flickers in his eyes – a torturous recognition. He backs up, his fists unclenching as he disappears down the hallway. I just stand there, unmoving, trying to process what the hell just happened.

After a few moments i just take a deep breath and head back inside. The sight of yelena, now naked on my bed, instantly lifts my mood. “What was that about?” I move closer, leaning into the positive side of the day.

I stand infront of her, planting a steadying kiss on her lips as i let the day slip away from me. She grabs my waist, pulling me onto the bed beneath her. She pulls off my shirt quickly and starts to pull down my sweatpants again, this time without interruption. I cup her face and pull her closer, my lips trailing kisses down the side of her face to her lips.

She stills suddenly, pulling back. Her hands grasp mine as she pulls them in between us, watching them for a second. “Youre shaking. Why? Is everything okay?” Shit. Its fine, just keep kissing her, make her drop it.

“My hands just shake sometimes. Youve probably just never noticed.” My hands are steadier than a surgeons. She looks at me doubtfully but i just kiss her neck, moving up to her jaw. “Its fine lena.” She nods and her hands slide my underwear out of the way, her fingers circling my entrance torturously slowly before thrusting deep. I let out a small gasp, adjusting to the rhythm shes found as she pulls them back out and thrusts them somehow even deeper. Just as i adjust, she picks up the pace, pushing me closer and closer to the edge. She curls her fingers and i writhe beneath her, a breathy moan working its way up my throat. She kisses a sensitive spot on my neck and i feel like im about to explode under the pressure. She pulls out her fingers and pushes them straight back in again, tipping me over the edge as my soft moans fill her ears. She doesnt stop, she keeps thrusting her fingers, my legs shaking uncontrollably at the feel of her still inside of me. She smirks as she watches my undoing, watches as i let her do it. My moans become louder and her free hand moves over my mouth just like before. A final wave of pleasure overwhelms me and my body spasms, my back arching at her touch. She slows her rhythm, eventually pulling out.

I flip her onto her back and pull down her jeans so slowly i can practically see her twitching, urging me to touch her. When i finally discard them on the floor, she makes quick work of abandoning her underwear, not waiting for me to take advantage of that. I kiss from her hip up to her ribs while my fingers move delicately up her thigh. I circle my finger around her clit, danfgerously slowly, watching her breath hitch each time i move over it. I slide my fingers down, slowly pushing them in as she holds on to me, her nails digging in slightly when i start to move. I increase the pace slightly, watching as she attempts to adjust. Just as she seems to, i pull out my fingers and insert a third, watching hownshe reacts, watching just how her breath catches and her soft moans echo through the room. Her head tips back, her nails leaving tiny marks where they bite into my skin. She squirms each time i thrust my fingers back in, sweat slick on her forehead as the pressure builds and then snaps. She tightens around my fingers, her loud moans setting something alight within me. I pull out my fingers, my other hand brushing the loose tendrils out of her face before she kisses me deeply, her tongue lapping over mine in deliverate, intense strokes.

When she pulls away i smile, pulling her with me as i step back towards the shower. I flick on the nozzle, the water washing down the drain. I step in the large, luxurious shower that definitely has room for two. I pull her in, pushing her back against the wall as i kiss her, the water washing over us. I pick her up, pushing her against the wall still as i lick my fingers before pushing them back in. A small stifled moan slips from her throat, clearly still sensitive from the bedroom. I move slower this time, more deliberate, ensuring she feels every part of what im doing to her. The cool water washes over her flushed skin, helping her barely stay tamed as she fights the moan working to tear from her throat. I kiss her jaw as i push my fingers even deeper and she loses all control, the shower water not even coming close to drowning out the moan that rips from her throat. Warmth coats my fingers as i pull them away, letting the water wash over them.

She wastes no time before she pushes me back, getting me in a similar position. She circles my clit torturously slowly as my fingers tangle loosely in her wet hair. Soon she had me crying out her name as i try to pick up the pieces of my composure from off the floor before it washes down the drain.